• for the folks on the hill heh ;)

    From slider@1:229/2 to All on Saturday, August 29, 2020 17:32:10
    From: slider@anashram.com

    ### - perforce am anrgy at anyone who attacks him but is prolly best to
    let bob speak for himself innit heh, after all he does it so well ;)

    https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2QPBpFAKTGo

    'False Prophet'

    Another day that don’t end

    Another ship goin’ out

    Another day of anger, bitterness, and doubt

    I know how it happened

    I saw it begin

    I opened my heart to the world and the world came in

    Hello Mary Lou

    Hello Miss Pearl

    My fleet-footed guides from the underworld

    No stars in the sky shine brighter than you

    You girls mean business and I do too

    Well I’m the enemy of treason

    Enemy of strife

    Enemy of the unlived meaningless life

    I ain’t no false prophet

    I just know what I know

    I go where only the lonely can go

    I’m first among equals

    Second to none

    Last of the best

    You can bury the rest

    Bury ’em naked with their silver and gold

    Put them six feet under and pray for their souls

    What are you lookin’ at

    There’s nothing to see

    Just a cool breeze that’s encircling me

    Let’s go for a walk in the garden

    So far and so wide

    We can sit in the shade by the fountain-side

    I search the world over

    For the Holy Grail

    I sing songs of love

    I sing songs of betrayal

    Don’t care what I drink

    Don’t care what I eat

    I climbed the mountains of swords on my bare feet

    You don’t know me darlin’

    You never would guess

    I’m nothing like my ghostly appearance would suggest

    I ain’t no false prophet

    I just said what I said

    I’m just here to bring vengeance on somebody’s head

    Put out your hand

    There’s nothing to hold

    Open your mouth

    I’ll stuff it with gold

    Oh you poor devil look up if you will

    The city of God is there on the hill

    Hello stranger

    A long goodbye

    You ruled the land

    But so do I

    You lost your mule

    You got a poison brain

    I’ll marry you to a ball and chain

    You know darlin’

    The kind of life that I live

    When your smile meets my smile something’s got to give

    I ain’t no false prophet

    No I’m nobody’s bride

    Can’t remember when I was born

    And I forgot when I died

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
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  • From LowRider44M@1:229/2 to All on Saturday, August 29, 2020 13:17:06
    From: intraphase@gmail.com

    Your anger is part of your Borderline Personality disorder.
    Your a mouse corpse with a broken neck in a mouse trap I set.
    I'm the warden, your the prisoner, CRSD is the visitor.

    There's only three people here you tired old fag.
    It's a digital file on a computer network just like Facebook imbecile.

    CREATE SOME CONTENT, you withered old poof.

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: www.darkrealms.ca (1:229/2)
  • From LowRider44M@1:229/2 to All on Saturday, August 29, 2020 13:24:37
    From: intraphase@gmail.com

    It's a real simple song.

    Angela and Bob are brother and sister.
    Mr. Eight has guarded her from the moment
    she went from an infinite to eternal totality.
    Your life as a cult leader was designed by them.

    Your a dead mouse.
    Dreaming your a teacher.
    Hanzel and Gretle crushed you old witch... cackle cackle.

    WHY DID YOUR MOTHER BURN YOUR BED?

    Thanks for being a punching bag.

    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: www.darkrealms.ca (1:229/2)
  • From thang ornerythinchus@1:229/2 to intraphase@gmail.com on Sunday, September 13, 2020 19:15:53
    From: thangolossus@gmail.com

    On Sat, 29 Aug 2020 13:17:06 -0700 (PDT), LowRider44M
    <intraphase@gmail.com> wrote:




    Your anger is part of your Borderline Personality disorder.
    Your a mouse corpse with a broken neck in a mouse trap I set.
    I'm the warden, your the prisoner, CRSD is the visitor.

    There's only three people here you tired old fag.

    Wrong I'm back and interested. You're the one creating content now.

    It's a digital file on a computer network just like Facebook imbecile.

    CREATE SOME CONTENT, you withered old poof.

    So Brian is gay. Might have known.

    However, you mentioned later (I'm reading and posting retrospectively,
    what we accountants call LIFO) that he was a sex criminal and that you
    had a prison record. Really? Do elicudate...




    The cradle rocks above an abyss, and common sense
    tells us that our existence is but a brief crack of light
    between two eternities of darkness.

    VLADIMIR NABOKOV,
    Speak, Memory: A Memoir

    --
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    --- SoupGate-Win32 v1.05
    * Origin: www.darkrealms.ca (1:229/2)